"Run!" Pan clung me on his back, shouted, and then spread his steps and ran forward. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info don't look at Pan's crutch as thin as firewood, he looks like a tuberculosis ghost, he runs neatly, and there is a more than 100 pounds of me on his back.

The wind was whirring in my ears, and under the bumps and shocks along the way, I felt that the wound was torn open, the blood flowed out, and the back was sometimes warm and sometimes cold, which was very strange. Soon after, my body gradually became numb, and it became extremely difficult to breathe, and suddenly a cough, a salty throat, and a large piece of dead blood spit out, and landed on the back of Pan's neck.

Pan Crutch suddenly froze, stopped, put me off his back, and while wiping the blood from the corner of my mouth, he cried and said, "Brother! Brothers! Don't you ...... If you have any mountains and low waters...... Third Master ...... He...... Not ......"

His voice gradually moved farther and farther away from me, and then I couldn't hear anything, and I didn't know anything.

I don't know if I'm conscious or not, my world is filled with just a few dim colors that float around, sometimes forming bottomless swirls, sometimes changing into streams, sometimes speckled and sometimes rippling like ripples...... Some of the voices were even more chaotic and lingering, like whispering, like weeping, like vicious curses, like moaning on the verge of death...... At this time, the world is like a chaotic place, everything seems to be nothing, and it is as if everything exists, and it is impossible to distinguish between up and down, left and right, front and back, and it is impossible to distinguish the cycle of life and death through the passage of time.

Suddenly, I felt a touch of warmth, and everything instantly fell into pure darkness, and I gradually felt it. I lay on the ground, the wound on my back itching one after another, and I felt an inexplicable comfort.

In a trance, I rolled over and sat up, touched my back, there was a thick blood scab on my clothes, the wound was covered with bandages, it was no longer bleeding, and there were signs of improvement.

I looked around, and there was no one. I vaguely remember the scene of Pan's crutch running all the way on my back, and now that they are all gone, I think they may have been separated from me when they fled, but who bandaged me for me?

I looked up into the distance again, and there was a large piece of light in the distance, dotted with stars, colorful, and shining, like a neon sign in a city, but in the depths of the thousands of meters underground, how could there be a city.

Just as I was confused, there was a sound of footsteps in my ears, and I looked for it, only to see the woman in black walking towards me, carrying a marching water bottle in her hand.

When she saw that I was awake, she froze, but then she came up again, and she walked up to me, handed me the kettle, and said, "Drink the water!"

Her voice was cold, but it was ethereal and pleasant, and more importantly, I seemed to have heard it somewhere. However, I don't know how long I was in a coma, my mouth was already dry, my throat seemed to light a fire, I took the kettle, and drank the water in the kettle as soon as I tilted my neck. After drinking, I said thank you.

"You know how difficult it is for me to find a pot of water, you pour it well, give me a drop to drink!" She said with disgust.

"I ...... I'm so thirsty! ”

"Forget it, seeing that you are injured or sick, this girl will not worry about me."

"Have we met somewhere?" I asked suddenly.

"Of course I did, at the cliff." She replied lightly.

"Your voice, I feel a little familiar."

"Really?" She was visibly stunned.

I said, "Can you show me your face?"

I thought she would refuse, but I didn't expect her to actually take off the hat on her head and show her beautiful face.

It turned out to be her, I didn't expect it to be her, and I was embarrassed to say: "What happened to the hotel that day, please don't be surprised by the girl!"

She covered her mouth and laughed, and then said, "Look at you, a big man, why are you so twisted and pinched." Besides, if I hadn't done that, you'd probably be in the morgue by now. ”

"Are you the third master's person?"

"Only the third master doesn't want you to die."

"Why ......"

"I know you have a lot of questions." She interrupted me, "However, only the third master can answer these questions, besides, now is not the time to speak, we have already delayed too much time, if we don't catch up as soon as possible, I am afraid that there will be more changes." ”

I know that asking her is also in vain, and my heart says that these people will really shirk their responsibilities, and any question will be said that the third master knows. I have never known him all my life, and I have no relationship with water and rice, how can I know my information, could it be that this is the reincarnation of Zhuge Liang, who has the ability to know heaven and water, or peeps at my every move from time to time. I'm a flat-headed commoner, with no identity and no status, can he do this? Don't...... Is there something in me that they are particularly interested in, or am I myself that they are particularly interested in? The more I think about it, the bigger my head gets, I know that Xiao Ling and others want my life, but Pan Guizi did save me, someone wants to kill me, and someone wants to save me, what the hell is going on?